Yesterday a group of student and I went to Venice Beach in LA. We had a tour on the beach looking at unusual stuff and people that have never been seen in a place where I lived. Well, here is the story: We were walking around and as I look, there were a lot of people who were poor, homeless, and "freaks." Made me think how are they doing in their lives. I mean, I saw how they were just doing weird things. My friends and I were watching weird people who did weird things. We kind of giggle and laughed so much because it seemed to be funny and ridiculous. I had weird feelings just starring at them. However, deep inside my heart and mind, I thought, "How does it feel to be in these people's shoe? What are their feelings? How do they leave everyday like this?" I felt so sad. I saw a man just sitting near his small market, and he had a water bottle and he was just sitting and waiting. Waiting for someone to help or give something. I thought about my life and this man's life. I live in a well and comforted island where I may starve, well just because I may skip a meal, but that doesn't count. This man had not eaten for days or weeks. I was not able to take a picture so you would see what I am talking about, but if you could only imagine how hard it is for some people who are actually leaving in a place like that and just suffering.
I took that very special moment and I saw and I imagined how much the person is suffering. Not only him but there quite a few that I saw. And that's not it. There may be one that you saw somewhere else. And there are a lot everywhere.
Yesterday was a moment of fun for my friends and me yet I keep thinking about how that person who was sitting and waiting could wait any longer. How long will he wait until he has his next meal?
Really! I don't know how'd I got here. No plans, No ideas, nothing. All I know is that God works in many ways. I know God is so mysterious, I don't have words to express my mind, my feelings, my joy at this moment. And then some.
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I have often wondered about the homeless people in the states and the way they have to wait for their provisions for one reason or another. I wonder if they are time oriented, or just go day by day, and how they feel about their life...whether it's by force or by choice (I've known people in both circumstances..and more). We're so blessed and fortunate not to have to wait, though because of that I know God would want us to use our blessings to serve others. There's a lot of opportunities like that in the states...where you are...but what about here on Guam? Thank you for sharing your experiences with us.
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